Swamped

The simplest plan is just to have someone nearby to help you out if things go sour... or, worst case, to give the officers a heads-up if you don't return safely.

Thing is, you've been out of the loop for so long, it's hard to be sure who you can trust. Normally, your best candidates would be Lisa or Grey, but they've got their own secrets to keep and that's likely to make them wary around you.

Dean wouldn't be a bad choice either, but he's off at the Marsh Fortress.

And if you asked an officer... well, that's a sure way to get into trouble.

Ah, but wait. There was that good-looking Mark fellow. He was there at the time, and he already knows you're plotting something. And he certainly didn't seem to care for Squib Squad. He's also fairly new, which somewhat limits where his room could be.

So it doesn't take you much poking around to find him heading to his quarters. You give him your best smile as you walk towards him.

"Oh, it's you again," he groans. "You want something, don't you."

"Well, I've got that meeting with Squib. I could use someone to keep watch."

"Curfew's just starting. I'll get in trouble. To say nothing of messing with Squib Squad!"

"I'm not asking you to come with me. Just stay down the hall a bit, out of sight, and if I'm not back in twenty minutes, run and alert an officer. Not Ash, though."

"I wouldn't tell Ash for all the money in Kandria's treasury, you don't need to worry about that."

Hmm. That's intriguing. You might want to talk to him about it later, if you make it back.

"So, will you do it?"

"There's still the matter of curfew. You got some kind of plan to keep me from getting caught?"

Ah, yes. There's always little details like that to deal with.